"Huang De Han felt frustrated and said, 'I injured my foot. How am I supposed to take a shower?'
'I don't care. If you don't shower, don't touch me!'
Huang De Han thought for a moment and pleaded, 'How about you help me wash?'
Yi Bing pouted and replied, 'I don't want to help you wash!'
'Please, my wife, I'm begging you. Just help me wash,' Huang De Han insisted.
Huang De Han resorted to being unreasonable, pestering Yi Bing to help him take a shower.
Unable to resist his persistence, Yi Bing said, 'Didn't you promise to bring back one million when you went out? Where's the money? Give it to me, and I'll help you wash.'
Huang De Han's interest waned instantly as he replied, 'I messed up the business and couldn't make any money.'
Yi Bing scolded, 'How could you mess up the business? Can't you be more careful?'
Huang De Han's anger flared up unexpectedly at her words. He risked his life to earn money outside, yet she showed no concern for him. All she cared about was money.
He raised his voice and said, 'Can you stop talking about money all the time? Do you know how close I came to dying out there?'
Huang De Han had never spoken to Yi Bing so loudly before. Yi Bing was stunned, and tears welled up in her eyes. She felt wronged and said, 'Why are you being so harsh? Are you still a man? Can't make money, so you come home and scold your wife? Did I say something wrong? I just wanted you to care a little bit. Is that too much to ask?'
Feeling agitated, Huang De Han didn't want to argue with Yi Bing. He coldly said, 'Fine, you go out first. I want some peace and quiet.'
Defiantly, Yi Bing said, 'No, why should I leave? If anyone should leave, it's you!'
Huang De Han had already lost his temper because he had lost the goods, and now Yi Bing didn't even console him. On top of that, she was being unreasonable. His foot hurt, yet she wanted him to leave. It was too much!
Huang De Han became so angry that he lost control and slapped her.
"Smack!"
A red palm print instantly appeared on Yi Bing's fair and delicate face.
Covering her painful cheek, Yi Bing looked at Huang De Han incredulously. She never expected him to hit her. If it weren't for the burning pain on her cheek, she would have thought she was dreaming.
Tears of grievance poured out like a dam bursting. 'You hit me? You actually hit me?'
Yi Bing had never been treated so unfairly. She hadn't done anything wrong, yet Huang De Han struck her. How could she swallow this humiliation?
She pounced on Huang De Han like a madwoman, her recently manicured nails long and sharp, scratching fiercely at his face and neck.
Huang De Han cried out in pain and couldn't help but fight back. The two of them started fighting.
At first, Huang De Han tried to hold back, but Yi Bing's eyes turned red, and she scratched and clawed at him like a lunatic. Huang De Han became even more infuriated, and the force of his blows increased involuntarily.
After all, Yi Bing was a woman. How could she overpower Huang De Han?
Huang De Han grabbed her by the neck, and slaps rained down on her like a storm, incessantly echoing with "smack, smack."
Yi Bing begged for mercy between her cries, 'Stop...please stop...sob...stop...it hurts!'"
However, at this moment, Huang De Han's eyes turned red. He felt a sense of satisfaction, especially when he saw Yi Bing crying and begging him for mercy. It gave him a feeling of accomplishment.
Instead of stopping, he intensified his force, venting all his frustration on Yi Bing.
Afraid of being heard by anyone outside, he used a pillowcase to cover Yi Bing's mouth and used a belt to restrain her hands.
Yi Bing widened her eyes in terror. The sinister man in front of her made her feel scared.
She shook her head continuously, trying to scream but unable to produce any sound, only making a whimpering noise in her throat.
